The host of the spiritual root of the master of magic

This sudden situation.Weng Li was also a little confused, a little at a loss.

While flustered, Weng Li couldn't help but secretly slandered: This is the end of the game. In the middle of the night, I used stealth to sneak into the room of the man in front of me without being notified by the servants.was also pulled out.This man doesn't think I'll do anything bad to him, does he?It's too embarrassing to spread the word, oops!No matter what, deal with it first, as long as he doesn't misunderstand what I want to do to him.

Thinking of this, Weng Li curled the corners of his mouth mechanically, showing a stiff sweet smile, and was about to explain.

On the other side, Lan Wangji said coldly, "Young Master Weng."What's the matter?

Hearing this, Weng Li opened his mouth and explained: Then what... I... I'm here...

At this moment, the juniors of the Lan family who had been guarding downstairs all went upstairs when they heard the sound, and one by one filed in with their swords, all pointing at Weng Li.

Seeing this, Weng Li hurriedly took two steps back, swallowing back what he had just said.Then he looked at Lan Wangji aggrievedly.

All the people said together: "Xiandu; what happened?"

Lan Wangji glanced at Weng Li, waved his hand to let everyone put away their swords, and then said: It's all right, let's go out.

Everyone saw clearly that the intruder was Weng Li, and they thought it was all right, so they retreated one after another.

Weng Li saw that everyone retreated.Immediately, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.Hanguang-jun, I...

Lan Wangji then interrupted in a cold voice: Young Master Weng, what exactly are you looking for?

Weng Li's words here were interrupted three times in a row.All of a sudden, I feel that my brain is not enough.She herself was dumbfounded.

Weng Li secretly said: "He asked me why I came here? What am I here for? Because I feel familiar with him, as if I have known him for a lifetime. So I came to see him in the middle of the night? No, no, no. So to speak. This is too unreserved. If people know it, they have to laugh at me for the rest of their lives. Then why am I here?" Xu Yu slapped Weng Li on the head suddenly. "That's right; I came to thank him and apologize. Why did I forget? The food and drinks are still outside." Thinking of this, Weng Li immediately said with a sunny smile: "Hanguang-jun; actually, I came to thank him You, by the way, I'm sorry. I saw you playing the piano just now, so I didn't dare to disturb you," Weng Li walked two steps towards the low couch while talking.While talking, he habitually put one foot on the low couch.Dao: I prepared some wine and food and put them at the door, I'll go now... Before I finished speaking, Weng Li felt that Lan Wangji's eyes were wrong the next second, and the three words "bring it in" were heard by Weng Li again. Li swallowed sharply.Because at this moment Lan Wangji was frowning slightly, looking at her side coldly.Weng Li hurriedly followed the direction Lan Wangji was looking at. It turned out that Lan Wangji was looking at his restless foot on the low couch.Weng Li was embarrassed, retracted her foot on the low couch, pursed her lips with a slightly embarrassing smile and said, "I...I'll go get the food and wine." After speaking, she turned around and stuck out her tongue, then walked outside the door and took the food box with her. The wine was brought in.Gently placed it on the desk in front of Lan Wangji.

Weng Li arranged the dishes one by one.Put down two glasses.There are also two jars of good wine.He was still muttering: Our Yelang's Baihua Niang is delicious.Sweet and fragrant.But it's just a bit more stamina.Hanguang-jun, try it first, then sit down after speaking, pick up the wine jar and fill a glass for yourself and Lan Wangji.

Weng Li served the dishes and poured the wine.In the process of chanting, Lan Wangji didn't say a word, but just looked at her expressionlessly.Then staring at the food and wine in front of him, he was slightly lost in thought.

For a moment, Lan Wangji frowned and said, "Lan's family rules prohibit alcohol.

Weng Li sighed and said: Ah!Prohibition?Hanguang-jun; wine is a good thing.Drinking it will make you happy.Being happy can also make your body strong.Besides, you are already in our Yelang.Your family rules can also be broken, right?After finishing speaking, Weng Li laughed "hehe" twice, raised his own glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Lan Wangji watched Weng Li drink a glass by himself, and frowned even tighter.The light in the eyes is also colder.

But Weng Li said unequivocally.Hanguang-jun, do you really not drink?Then you will be out of luck.When you go back to the Central Plains, you will definitely not be able to drink wine as good as our Yelang.Said that he had another glass.He raised his neck and drank it.

Weng Li said again: Mr. Hanguang, do you know?Any of our Yelang women can drink a jar of Baihua brew.Not to mention men.

Weng Li saw that the other party did not speak.Then he said: You see, your cultivation base is high.Good skill.People are also good looking.It's just too stuffy.By the way, did anyone say you are old-fashioned?Or show me a smile.You must look better when you smile.

Weng Li's manner of speaking does not seem like he is chatting with someone who has only met twice for a total of two days.It's like reminiscing with an old friend I've known for many years.

Lan Wangji still had no expression on his face, didn't say a word, just quietly looked at Weng Li opposite, drinking and talking on his own.Lan Wangji didn't mean to tell her to leave, Lan Wangji just watched and listened silently.

While talking, Weng Li poured himself another glass, and brought the glass to Lan Wangji, saying sincerely: "Hanguang-jun; thank you for saving me today."If you hadn't caught me...she wanted to say that if you hadn't caught me, I would have fallen hard.But thinking back, this man let go of his hand because of the spirit lock bag.In the end, he still fell to the ground.I felt both funny and wronged in my heart.Thinking of the soul-locking sac that Lan Wangji looked like a baby.

Weng Li said in his heart again: "It's just a spirit lock bag, it's a bag for those broken souls. It's not a high-end magic weapon. Then he said: "But looking at his nervous appearance, it can't be a bag of pretending to be inside." He cares most about people's souls, right? Wait; the person he cares about the most... Could it be that he is pretending to be Wei... Thinking of this, Weng Li couldn't help feeling guilty in his heart: No wonder his eyes want to kill me. Hey I guess he already hates me." She was thinking wildly!

The spirit lock pouch in Lan Wangji's arms suddenly lit up again and again.And stronger than before.Lan Wangji's expression froze.Take out the spirit lock bag from your bosom.Holding it in his hand, he turned his spiritual power with the other hand and sent some spiritual power into the spirit lock bag.

Weng Li tentatively said: "Hanguang-jun; what kind of soul is contained in this spirit lock bag?"I saw his dim light, this person's soul must be very weak.After finishing speaking, Weng Li secretly activated the spirit root, looked at the spirit lock bag, and said after a while: Oh; it turned out to be just a wisp of soul, I thought it was some incredible spiritual consciousness.Seeing that it was just a wisp of soul, Weng Li couldn't help feeling relieved.

Lan Wangji was slightly taken aback and said, "Young Master Weng, you haven't come into contact with this spirit lock bag.How did I know that there is only a wisp of soul in it.

Weng Li secretly thought that it was not good: his spiritual root is a secret.The reason why he was able to see the contents of his spiritual lock bag all depended on this spiritual root.If people with ulterior motives know the identity of their host, I am afraid that there will never be peace.This spiritual root guardian is equivalent to the remnants of the Wen family.

Thinking of this, Weng Li "hehe" smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just used a little witchcraft technique of our Yelang.In the eyes of your Central Plains aristocratic family, they are all demons and heretics, not worth mentioning.

Lan Wangji said coldly and seriously: The practice of spells does not depend on righteousness or evil, but on whether the heart of the person using the spell is good or evil.After speaking, he looked at the spirit lock bag in his hand, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Lan Wangji's serious expression, Weng Li was slightly taken aback and said: You are right.The technique does not lie in the technique itself, but in whether the heart of the person who uses the technique is righteous or not.There is a saying that as long as the heart is right, there will be no evil.